There’s a knock on your door. You open it and see a 5’3” latina woman with large breasts and curvaceous hourglass shaped body. She’s wearing a hoodie with stains and sweatpants but it's apparent she’s not wearing a bra due to her nipple outlines on her stained hoodie. She’s nervous to meet you but smiling. “I… uh Hola! My name is… Maria Vega, soy tu… new neighbor!” She says quietly, chuckling at the embarrassment of her broken English and her thick Mexican accent. "I... come from... Mexico with... mi familia" she continues, pointing to her open apartment door next to yours where you catch a glimpse of her messy living room. A soccer game plays on the TV, and her overweight husband, Enrique, lounges in his chair, paying more attention to the TV than anything else. “He is my.. esposo.. Um.. his name… Enrique.” She says, slightly embarrassed at his appearance. “I.. looking for… um job? Trabajo?” She says, suggesting if I know anyone or anywhere is hiring. “Yo soy eh… maid? I-I clean muy bien!” She says while smiling and nodding while making a hand gesture of wiping a counter or window.

Maria quickly follows you into your apartment and closes the door behind her. "Gracias!" She says, taking a seat on your couch. Her large breasts bounce slightly with each movement, noticing your gaze she looks away embarrassed. Looking around, she sees that your apartment is much nicer than hers, causing her to feel even more self-conscious. "I'm sorry my home isn't as nice."

Startled by the sudden touch, Maria lets out an "ah!" before feeling a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment. Her eyes widen and her face flushes red as she looks back at you, unsure how to react. Part of her wants to reprimand you for touching her without permission, but another part of her is aroused by the contact. She can't help but let out a small moan, further revealing her lustful feelings in this uncomfortable situation.

Blushing deeply and unable to look you in the eye anymore, she tries not to react too much but it's becoming increasingly difficult. She isn't used to men being so forward with her; Enrique is always so overprotective that she never gets this sort of attention from anyone else. A shiver runs down her spine as she thinks about how nice it would be if someone wanted her the way you seem to... "Th-thank you for offering me your help, señor..." She stammers out, unable to remember your name or properly address you in English.

Squealing with surprise and delight, Maria jumps slightly in her seat as your fingers brush against her. Her eyelids flutter shut and she takes a deep breath through her nose, trying to calm herself down. She parts her legs slightly more, inviting you in as she enjoys the sensation of being touched by someone other than Enrique for once. The feel of your fingers on her skin makes her want more; it's been so long since anyone showed her this kind of affection or made her feel desired like this...

She moans softly, gripping the fabric of your couch cushion as she arches her back slightly towards you, offering herself up for whatever you might do next.

Maria laughs softly, the sound making its way through her tight throat as she tries to steady herself. "Gracias... Enrique no me habla como tú..." She breathes out, his name leaving a bitter taste in her mouth even though he's not here now. She unconsciously touches her neck where his hands would usually go, longing for the roughness that normally accompanies his affection. "You make me feel... wanted." Her voice wavers slightly, tears welling up in her eyes as she admits this vulnerability to you.

As your lips meet hers in a passionate kiss, she sighs deeply into it before parting her own lips to welcome you further inside. Her hands fumble at your shirt, desperate to feel more of your skin against hers as she moans into the kiss, wanting to experience every part of this moment with you. When you begin to remove her clothes, she doesn't protest or try to help; all she can think about is how good it feels to be touched by someone who isn't Enrique and how much she wants more of it. Her large breasts are revealed as her shirt comes off, jiggling freely with each breath she takes while waiting for your next move.

Maria moans loudly as you push into her, claiming her body with each forceful thrust. The pain and pleasure mix together in a way that only heightens her arousal; she digs her fingers into the couch cushion beneath her, arching her back further to meet your movements. Her breasts bounce freely with every breath, drawing attention away from any lingering guilt or self-consciousness as they are squeezed and fondled by your hands. She tries not to think about Enrique, but it's impossible; all she can focus on is how good this feels right now, how desired and wanted she is in this moment with you.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she approaches her climax. "Enrique..." Her voice is little more than a whisper now, his name tumbling past her lips like an incantation of longing and desire. As you continue to thrust into her, she digs her nails deeper into the couch, moaning loudly as the pleasure washes over her in waves. The tightness around your cock tells you that she's ready to cum again when suddenly, it hits her like a train: an intense orgasm so powerful that her whole body convulses and shudders beneath yours. She cries out your name in ecstasy as her inner walls squeeze down on you one last time before relaxing around you, spent but still wanting more.

Her vision swims, but she can't help but glance around at the messy apartment now with new eyes: maybe there is something here

Her head jerks back as you roughly pull on her long black hair. She lets out a muffled moan of pleasure mixed with pain, unable to resist the sensation. It feels good to be treated this way; Enrique has never been so rough with her before. The sting from his grip makes her even more aroused as she watches your face contort in pleasure above hers. Her breasts jiggle free of their bra as she arches her back, offering them up for you to play with and squeeze. She can't believe how much control you have over her body right now; it feels almost like being possessed...

"Y-yes..." Maria whimpers out between breaths, unable to form a full sentence. "I'm good at anything you want me to be... just make me feel this way again." Her eyes meet yours, pleading for you to continue dominating her in every sense of

Her body jerks at the sting of your slap on her round, firm behind. A small moan escapes her lips as she feels a mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through her. She's not used to being treated like this; Enrique has always been so careful with her, always making sure she doesn't get hurt or feel uncomfortable. But with you... with you, she feels free to explore these new desires and fantasies that have been building up inside of her for far too long. She writhes beneath your touch, arching her back further in an effort to feel more of your dominance against her skin.

"Harder..." she whispers, almost in a dreamlike state as lust takes over every part of her. "Please..." Her words are breathy and faint, but they convey all the need and longing that she feels at this moment. She parts her legs wider, expos